Wednesday, March 21, 2007

deep fried brain

i feel like my brain has been deep fried. another intensely intense (but wonderful) women's studies class this morning, then in the evening i gave a presentation on that beaten up irish manuscript i was muttering about a while back.

am coping with end of semester stress in my own special way. today i wore an outfit with seven different colours in, plus fake fur and sequins, and got a big stack of comfort reading from the library. vis:
two penelope lively novels
_the rabbits_ in its canadian edition which has the text handwritten rather than printed (which, if i were in hyper-picturebook analysis mode i would find fascinating and meaningful, and is at the moment just kinda cool)
_feed_ by m.t. anderson. my child_lit elist habitually has "best opening line of a children's book" competitions, and _feed_ always wins, or ties with _charlotte's web_.

"We went to the moon to have fun, but the moon turned out to completely suck." (anderson)

"Where's Papa going with that axe?" (white)

it was snowing again thismorning! and had a lovely chat with gm (former supervisor) on the weekend re. whereabouts i should do my phd, which was inspiring. hope the baby gets better soon!

speaking of which, my knee is almost better. i can walk down stairs and swim normally and everything. it is entirely exciting. and spring will come. the trees have promised.
(have been listening to eric bibb and now feel an intense need to polish my shoes.)


grot said...

rock on!

missymojay said...

i'll tell you a story about eric bibb. it was some show about him being a hobo. this one time i was going to see him in brunswick. it was part of the blues festival or something. but i didn't book. and i missed out. and i was very angry and sad. then not last weekend but the last he was playing in south gippsland, of all places, which is where i happened to be, of all places (doing permaculture course). but i was already going to the prom, and by then, i'd gotten over it. that's my story. so he's as good as i suspected?

Spike said...

"There was once a boy named Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it."

That's all I'm sayin'...

gtg said...

what *are* you trying to say, spike?

spike said...

best opening line...?

It's got to be in the top five, at least.